After a moment of silence, Ethan Hayes nodded and said, "Not a bad idea, but who's going to take the snake out of the box?"
...
The smile on Liam Shaw's face froze instantly. He turned his head and looked at Ethan Hayes.
Ethan Hayes turned his head away, looking out the window nonchalantly and said, "Don't look at me; I hate these squishy, cold-blooded animals."
"But I..."
I don't dare to touch it either...
Liam Shaw muttered to himself, hesitated for a moment, and then said through gritted teeth, "How about we just pour it out?"
"Pour it where? On top of Vivian York's head?" Ethan Hayes sneered and said, "Perhaps you don't plan on going home tonight."
"Then... then, Ethan, you take out her backpack, and I'll pour the little snake directly into it," Liam Shaw thought for a moment, then said to Ethan Hayes, "This way, neither of us has to touch it, and she won't know the snake was my idea."
